OK, yesterday was choir but I had an upset stomach all day and then was slightly feverish once I got home. If I am getting a virus I decided to stay home and not spread it. But I digress as my horrible, crappy day started first thing and then moved down to feeling sick and ...
I pass a lady almost every day on Florist avenue. She is walking and I don't know where she goes, but she is ready to work with a lunch bag and purse. So yesterday I stopped and asked her where she was going...she said "Goodwill" and I said, oh, if you had been going my way I would have offered you a ride. Can you believe that?! Goodwill involves my turning right instead of left on 91st street and going up around one block. But I thought it was not on my way. So after I left her walking in the snowy street, I started thinking that being a Christian was not helping people who were going my way but going out of my way for people. I got to work but there was a problem with a Bridgestone price from Mark B and he seemed to think that I could solve it and when I told him I couldn't he was really snippy about he guesses he has to handle it...then Tom H questioned something I have been doing for a while and seemed to think that because WM changed the criteria yesterday I was responsible for it not being done their way in the past... I had words with Christopher because by this time I was tired of being the one who everyone depended on to magically solve all the problems. And the copier ran out of toner with no notice and that meant I didn't have time to order a new toner so the copier and fax are shut down till more arrives...that one was my fault for trusting electronics instead of intuition. Final tally...bad, bad, day.
Today, it's 16 degrees out. I stopped to pick up the lady on Florist. Her name is Rosalind and she is going to be picked up every time I see her from now on. Especially since winter is not over and she may appreciate a ride even if it is only a few blocks. I am starting my day in the grace of my creator and not in the selfishness of Margaret.
It's going to be a very good day!
should have read APPRECIATE A RIDE (not life)
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